Chapter 621

Compared to the strength of these two spirit beasts, what is even more shocking is Fu Hanxiu's performance just now.

Barehanded, he blocked a shot from the Hua Xian Beast!

That is a human emperor‑level spirit beast! The Hua Xian Cannon is the Hua Xian Beast's strongest attack!

Elder Ye Xiu, did you just block it that easily?

Everyone stared at Fu Hanxiu's complexion; seeing his handsome face, besides coldness, there was no other extra expression, his upright posture resembling an emperor, making people feel the urge to submit.

"Huh?" The Hua Xian Beast certainly did not expect its Hua Xian Cannon to be blocked by Fu Hanxiu, and was greatly startled.

At this moment, she had no choice but to size up Fu Hanxiu properly; the more she looked, the more startled she became.

"Overestimating yourself!" Fu Hanxiu snorted coldly, took the initiative to attack, changing his palm into a claw, and with a grasp through the void, the Qian Teng Beast and Hua Xian Beast instantly couldn't move.

Immediately, he clenched his claw into a fist and swung forward; two golden dragons shot ahead at extreme speed.

In the blink of an eye, the giant dragon pierced the Hua Xian Beast, swallowing it, then turned and pierced it again from behind!

The Qian Teng Beast was the same!

At the moment she saw Fu Hanxiu make his move, Ye Qingran's eyes lit up.

She could feel the overbearing nature of Fu Hanxiu's attack.

His moves had no flashy nonsense; each action was extremely clean yet filled with power.

Especially when she saw those two golden dragons strike, she even saw a flame totem light up on Fu Hanxiu's brow, something she had seen before on Xiao Hu and Xiao Chen's brows.

Could this be a mark of bloodline?

After being pierced twice by the golden dragons, the Qian Teng Beast and Hua Xian Beast seemed to have been emptied, motionless, their aura rapidly withering.

"What technique is this? So powerful!"

Returning Dragon Command.

Returning Dragon Command?

It sounds quite powerful. And it's quite fitting.

"How is it? Feeling better?"

Fu Hanxiu reached out and touched her face; looking closely, one could see a hint of hidden worry in his deep‑abyss‑like eyes.

"It's fine. I am a Pill Emperor; this little injury can't do anything to me." Ye Qingran lightly shook her head, pretending to be relaxed.

Actually, only she herself knows that the sneak attack by the undead just now injured her spiritual sprout.

Dead Qi has invaded the spiritual sprout, and she is now resisting it. Although the invading Dead Qi is not much, the sprout itself is fragile, so she dare not act rashly.

Her newly sprouted, fragile spiritual sprout must not come to harm, otherwise there would be no second chance!

Ye Qingran felt some worry in her heart, but she did not show it.

"Quick look! What's happened to the Qian Teng Beast and Hua Xian Beast?"

Someone exclaimed.

Ye Qingran turned her head to look, and saw that the Qian Teng Beast and Hua Xian Beast were gradually becoming transparent.

The energy inside was rapidly draining, fragile, as if it would vanish in ashes the next moment!

Ye Qingran pressed her lips together.

As a Beast Tamer, she naturally had some understanding of the Qian Teng Beast and Hua Xian Beast.

This scene meant that the Qian Teng Beast and Hua Xian Beast had fallen.

However, unlike other spirit beasts, the downfall of plant‑type spirit beasts is not a true downfall in the literal sense.

Rather than saying they have fallen, it is more accurate to say they are beginning a new life journey.

They will lose all their cultivation, hide the last trace of vitality in a seed, forget all the past, discard former dust, and start anew.

Just like all seeds in this world.

The bodies of the Qian Teng Beast and Hua Xian Beast eventually faded until they blended with the surroundings; blown by the wind, they turned into sky‑filling crystal‑clear dust, scattering onto the earth.

Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth.

In the end, each left behind a seed.

The seeds fell to the ground, thumb‑sized, plain and unremarkable, just like ordinary seeds, utterly inconspicuous.

They will bathe in wind and rain and sunlight, awaiting the moment they sprout anew.

The two seeds fell to the ground, invisible without close inspection, evoking a sigh—just moments ago they were unbeatable human‑emperor‑level spirit beasts, and in a blink they turned into two ordinary seeds, everything returning to zero.

Ye Qingran didn't feel much about it. Such an ending is the best for the Qian Teng Beast and Hua Xian Beast.

She reached out and grabbed, and the two seeds came into her hand.

"Do you want them?"

Ye Qingran shook her head, "I promised two little friends; I think plant‑type spirit beasts are most suitable for them."

Ye Qingran glanced at Gu Xingyan and Mu Qianqian not far away, then smiled and said to Fu Hanxiu.

Fu Hanxiu did not ask further, merely nodding.

"Useless trash!" the undead muttered lowly, not feeling regret over losing its two great generals, for to it the Qian Teng Beast and Hua Xian Beast were merely pawns.

Around the undead a whirlwind rose; black Dead Qi turned into crows that flew and cried around it, bleak and chilling.

The undead leapt, and rings of black energy spread outward from its feet; wherever they passed, the earth shook and mountains trembled.

"Be careful!"

Fu Hanxiu wrapped his arm around Ye Qingran's waist and leapt into the void; a huge crow with a ferocious face lunged at him, but he smashed it with a palm, turning it into a puff of black mist.

"Fu Hanxiu, put me down!"

Ye Qingran knew the undead's strength was great, not inferior to Fu Hanxiu's.

If Fu Hanxiu continued to hold her, he could not unleash his full strength. Moreover, she needed to find a place to tend to her spiritual root, and she did not want Fu Hanxiu to know, lest he be distracted.

Fu Hanxiu lowered his gaze to look at Ye Qingran, "Holding you poses no problem."

"But I want to go down. I want to go to the children."

Ye Qingran told a lie.

Fu Hanxiu pursed his lips, glanced at the two children, saw how pitiful they were, and only then nodded.

Ye Qingran stood on the ground, gave Fu Hanxiu a faint smile, and as she turned away, a streak of blood curled at the corner of her mouth.

Fu Hanxiu did not see it.

The children also did not see it.

The dead spirit's sudden ambush just injured her dantian; the fragile spiritual bud suffered a massive impact and teetered. Even though she is the Pill Emperor, she cannot adjust it in a short time.

Moreover, the Dead Qi in the spiritual bud ran rampant, and she still has to allocate more mind and spirit to deal with the Dead Qi.

Ye Qingran quietly wiped the blood from her mouth corner, walked toward the children, stood by them, held their hands, appearing calm, but only she knows how tormented she feels at this moment.

"Mother, why are your hands so cold?"

"Mother, are you feeling unwell?"

The little children seem naive, but they are the most sensitive.

Seeing the children's worried gazes, Ye Qingran felt a warm glow in her heart.

"Mother's fine."

Ye Qingran shook her head, showing a faint smile.

Xiao Hu Xiao Chen nodded, yet wore a look of heavy worry.

They always feel something's off with Mother, but Mother says she's fine, and they don't know whom to trust.

The great battle between Fu Hanxiu and the dead spirit had actually been going on for a long time, but it was temporarily interrupted by the appearance of Ye Qingran and a few others.

Resuming now, another earth‑shattering surge erupts.

If Fu Hanxiu hadn't deliberately restrained it, everyone from the Academy present would have been slain by the battle's aftershocks!

As the fight continued, Ye Qingran's complexion grew increasingly grim.

The dead spirit's power is too great, its tricks countless and indefensible; Fu Hanxiu's strength is evident, yet it's hard to gain the upper hand against the dead spirit.

"We can't go on any longer."

This is an ancient battlefield ruin, the dead spirit's stronghold; the longer they linger, the dead spirit's chances increase and theirs decrease.

"Turn around and look at your woman; she's about to die!"

The dead spirit's voice echoed in Fu Hanxiu's ears, and his expression shifted slightly.